Price of Management

< -- 112 times: volume 5 - chapter 3. To the Orient Kingdom-->.

The Hundred Thousand Armies of the Horn Empire are approaching and we can't wait any longer.

I was ready to leave for the Orient Kingdom immediately. There is only one Patrick. It was a secret visit as an unofficial envoy again.

By the way, Emperor Kars! I'm so nervous because of that psychopath.

I knew through my previous life that the ambition did not end in delusion, even more so I did not know that I was afraid of him.

If that happens again....

When the war finally breaks out,

“Take the last thing you don't really want to do. ”

I gripped my teeth.

There was only one reason I kept it a secret that I was on the path of a higher spirit.

The assassination of King Kars!

In the most extreme moments, Earl Halstein was engaged in battle to kill Emperor Kars, aiming for a moment when he wasn't around.

Aesthetics has the advantage of not responding well to knights, so there is a good chance of success.

If it means keeping Rick and our family safe, I will do it if the greater disaster of war can be avoided.

even though it's a rather tiresome act.

“Well, it's the last resort. ”

“Yes?”

Patrick asked me a question. I waved my hand as if it was nothing.

We were now headed for the Orient Kingdom.

The wagon attracted by two horses is now attracted to Noon, an experienced wagon.

Then I suddenly remembered something.

“By the way, Patrick, you're from the Orient Kingdom, right? ”

“Oh, yes……. ”

Patrick's face darkens.

The mercenary king Patrick Condol.

Legend has it that Condol, the mercenary king, came from a family in the Orient Kingdom who had been annihilated for treason.

That's all I can remember.

“You gonna be okay?"

“…… What does that mean? ”

“When we first met, I saw how uncomfortable you looked when I asked if you were from the Orient Kingdom. There seems to be something bad about the Orion Kingdom. ”

Patrick looks at me bored and sighs.

“I can't fool the baron's eyes. ”

“Tell me everything. We're family now, aren't we? ”

There should be no secrets between the Lord and the Knights.

Patrick nods and begins to reveal his past.

The current duck king had a powerful kingdom.

Behind it was the rebellion of Duke Baltic 20 years ago.

Duke Balt prayed for the usurper as the brother of his predecessor the king.

It was the current king of Orien who suppressed the rebellion.

The Orient King won the war against the Duke of Baltic and purged the rebels in turn.

But in the process, even his static power of two princes was caught and purged for treason.

Patrick's family was also one of those unfairly purged sacrificial lambs.

Luckily, after surviving the bloodshed of the Purge, Patrick's family had to flee, losing all their territory and property instead.

In the hard life that should always be chased away, Patrick was left in the world with one or two diseases and hunger.

All I had was my body, and Patrick became a mercenary to eat and live, and now it's time.

There may have been a few unjustly sacrificed people involved in the struggle, but I couldn't help but overlook Patrick's unfortunate past.

“Then the Orient Kingdom is your vengeance. ”

Patrick sighs and shakes his head.

“Too big a creature for vengeance. But it's also true that you can't see the king of Orens very well. If I have a chance to do great harm to the Orient Kingdom, I will. I can't get rid of my grudges because I saw my parents who had to live a hard life because of their unfair rebellion. ”

I kick my tongue and nod.

In fact, in his past life, Patrick Condol inflicted immense damage on the Orient Kingdom.

After suffering, Patrick became the mercenary king of Gulag, joining the Horn Empire and helping the invasion of the Orient Kingdom.

The obsessed Orient Kingdom tried to persuade him with enormous amounts of money, but Patrick insisted that he refused.

“I am a mercenary and will do what my client has paid me to do. Stopping a quest that is already in progress and accepting another one is discouraging your credibility, and I don't have a good memory for the Orient Kingdom to do that. You've been in the Horn Empire for two years. If you come back after two years, I'll think about it. ”

Two years later, however, he extended his contract with the Horn Empire without receiving commission from the Orient Empire.

It was a trivial assessment that if the Orient kingdom had been able to hire mercenary king Condol, it would not have been so desperate to take half its territory.

As king of Orion, he was avenged.

But it's all gone now.

Patrick was my knight, not a mercenary, and I didn't know how his past silver garden would work in the future.

“But it's all in my personal past. I will follow only my lord, the Baron. There will be no mistaking my claim on personal matters. ”

“Of course. I believe you, Patrick. ”

Patrick smiles brightly at my words.

I also felt good to be able to see Patrick's trusted character again.

He was revered for being called the mercenary king because he had a Godlike personality in addition to the skill of the master.

If he were just a strong mercenary, he would have been called the fiend of battle, the mercenary of blood, and lived only in fear and awe, and could not have earned respect.

Then I suddenly remembered one thing.

“Does anyone remember your face? ”

“It can't be. I was just born at the time of the Purge. My family is not that well-known, so no one will remember it now. ”

“Then why did you flee to the Kingdom of Leaden? ”

“I wanted to forget the past. ”

“I see.”

I decided not to dig anymore.

It only breaks Patrick's heart if I keep looking into his uncomfortable past.

“By the way, if you do well today, you will fulfill your wish. ”

“Yes? What do you mean? ”

“I'm going to the Orient Royal Court, and if I'm right, I think I might be able to meet Duke Joel Briton, also known as the Orion Master. ”

“Ah! I see! ”

Just then, Patrick's complexion turned a little off.

Duke Joel Britain.

He was the head of the Duke of Britain, one of the most prestigious men in the Orient Kingdom, and a renowned knight of the late Order Master.

Moreover, Duke Britain was a supportive family of the typical Orient royal family.

For reference, it was better known for producing fantastic white wine called 'Lace Britain’.

I was finished with Britain because it reminded me more of the white wine ‘Lace Britain’ than Joel Briton, the Gulf's error master.

“Can we really meet? ”

“Perhaps. It's important that we meet the king's side, too. ”

“I've always wanted to meet the Master of Orleans. I heard you're a superhuman out of control. Is that true? ”

“I don't know. I didn't get a good look at you. Apparently, it's just a person. ”

We spent a lot of time talking and chatting.

The road to the Orient Kingdom was not smooth.

There was no big problem, but the wagon was restless because it was completely out of road maintenance, and monsters appeared saying it was a long day away.

It showed me why the logistics were concentrated on the Baden River to the south.

Most of the monsters that appeared were left to Patrick.

It was much quicker for me to get rid of it, but to give you a chance to gain some practical experience.

Thanks to this, Patrick's error control has improved as much as the number of times he encountered a horde of monsters.

Now I can unleash the error on the sword freely.

However, there were some monsters that couldn't even be dealt with by Patrick, who was a novice at Expert.

“Grrrgh!”

It's been a long time.

It was an ogre.

“Me, Baron. ”

Patrick's voice trembles.

As a mercenary, he must have heard of the terrible disaster encounter with Ogres.

But he can no longer be a threat to this body, a very senior spirit. Ahem.

“What do you think? It's a good experience. Want to fight?" If it's dangerous, I'll help you. ”

“Well, I'll give it a try. ”

Patrick takes courage, pulls out the Bastard Sword and steps forward.

In fact, I wanted to give Patrick as much practical experience as possible.

In his past life, Patrick was called the mercenary king.

As a mercenary, I have honed and polished many battlefields.

But now it's my story. I have not experienced as many battles as I have lived as a mercenary in my lifetime.

Unlike my previous life, if I didn't become a master because of my lack of experience, what a pity would that be?

The consequences of destroying a tremendous talent because of my greed.

“Noum, you know? ”

If he's in danger, I can help.

So I decided to watch the Patrick vs. the Ogre battle with Noon.

“Grrrgh!”

The ogre's fist wields as he shouts. The iron tower's arm sticks out. It was a fierce fist like a notorious monster.

“Hehe!”

Patrick quickly steps back.

The wind blows my head off even though I avoided it.If I get hit, I'll just go to the goal.

Patrick pulls back and quickly moves forward and stabs him.

Qajik!

The ogre instinctively feels crisis and twists. Because of this, the piercing of remorse was only a slight scratch on the side.

But Patrick's reaction was really sharp and sensual, as I saw.